orange soda, fizzy tongue,
creamsicle smiles.
we lived in sync, there,
with an ocean breathing
between us.
*i would have swallowed
the sun if it could have
helped cool you down*
but i wanted to burn
god, how i wanted to burn.
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 2:36 AM UTC
orange soda, fizzy tongue,
creamsicle smiles.
we lived in sync, there,
with an ocean breathing
between us.
*i would have swallowed
the sun if it could have
helped cool you down*
but i wanted to burn
god, how i wanted to burn.
6/13/17
from my journal
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